my old white bikini, drying in the sun

Been promising my fair skinned & lovely, newly shorn platinum blond blog-friend Stephanie, of Style Odyssey, for the longest time, that I'd post a shot of my white eyelet with turquoise lining bikini (from Izrah Mizrahi @ Target, two seasons back). Here it is, drying in the sun on the deck over the Sound. How I wish I were there with it, still (actually, it's with me, in dark rainy old London Town).

My mother thinks it's a baggy, ill fitting rag, and has asked me to stop wearing it in public. I, on the other hand, feel when I wear it like I'm in a California surfing film circa 1962, with the Beach Boys playing in the background. So how do I thank her for her hospitality, not to mention giving birth to me? I go and post said loathsome swimsuit on my blog! (Mom, if you're reading this - which no doubt you are, because you are supportive and wonderful - think of it this way: at least I'm not posing in it, right?)